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How the Pilgrim Spirit Came to Illinois 




A Pageant 



written and presented by the 
students and faculty of the 



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New Trier Township High School 



in commemoration of the tercente- 
nary of the landing of the Pilgrims 



NEW TRIER AUDITORIUM 
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FOREWORD 

"If God prosper us, we shall here begin a work that shall last for ages ; 
we shall plant here a new society in the principles of the fullest liberty and 
the purest religion ; we shall subdue this wilderness which is before us ; 
we shall fill the region of the great continent, almost from pole to pole, 
with civilization and Christianity ; the temples of the true God shall rise 
where now ascends the smoke of idolatrous sacrifices ; fields and gardens, 
the flowers of Summer, and the waving and golden harvest of Autumn shall 
spread over a thousand hills and stretch along a thousand valleys never 
yet, since the creation, reclaimed to the use of civilized man. We shall 
whiten this coast with the canvas of a prosperous commerce ; we shall stud 
the long and winding shore with a hundred cities ; that which we sow in 
weakness shall be raised in strength." — Daniel Webster speaking for the 
Pilgrim Fathers. 

Our Pageant, "How the Pilgrim Spirit Came to Illinois,'' is New Trier's 
contribution to the nation-wide celebration of the tercentenary of our 
Pilgrim Fathers. To it we welcome all our New Trier and North Shore 
friends. 

The book has been composed under the skilful and devoted direction 
of Miss Wilson and is the result of the collaboration of the teachers on the 
Historical and Book Committees and three pupils, James Burnham, 
Montgomery Major, the writer of the prologue and the Chronicler's 
speeches and Dwight Chapman who wrote the verses of dedication. 

Miss Sampson, Miss Goodman and Mr. Jackson are responsible for 
the charm and originality of the dances. The music is furnished by our 
school orchestra under the inspiration of Mrs. Cotton's guidance. 

The designs for the costumes are the clever work of Miss Murphy in 
our Art department. Miss Moschel in Domestic Science has given the skill 
of her department in the making. On the sewing, materiil assistance has 
been given by several of the girls, Jessie Robinson, Elizabeth Munroe, 
Dorothy Whidden, Virginia Ogan and Emily Hadley. To Miss Murphy 
and Miss King in checking up costumes, Edna Petersen, Margaret Bennett 
and Ruth Boots have given their help. 

To the office force one and all we are grateful for their service on the 
clerical work; in particular to Miss Quarnstrom for her excellent typing 
of the many copies of the book. The pupils of the typwriting classes have 
also given us much help in this particular. 

Our friends from outside the school have been most generous in the 
loaning of costumes and accessories. They too share in our heartiest ap- 
preciation for all the services rendered us. 

The production itself bespeaks the able direction of Miss Stanwood. 
our dramatic coach, and Miss Grover with her stage assistants, Bradlee 
Pruden, Claude Burbach, Robert Wienecke, Del Worthington and Lofal 
Markle. 

The making of this attractive souvenir book has l)een in the hands of 
Mr. Kahler. 

For the material in Episode I\\ we are indel)ted to Thomas Woods 
Stevens' "Historical Pageant of Illinois." 

Elizabeth E. Packer. 

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DEDICATION 

Marquette, LaSalle, Oh, valimit men 
Whose vision this great state could see, 
Whose hands a Nations future tvrought 
Through rugged strength and bravery, 
To thee this work zve dedicate 
That as thy deeds zve imitate 
Their meaning be of such a zveight 
As once they zvere to thee. 
Thou didst not zvield it all in vain 
That Spirit zvhich so prompted thee. 
Behold! A liz'ing Monument 
Beside the mighty inland sea. 
And so zve nozv commemorate. 
As founding of our ozvn dear state, 
Thy deeds, zvhose fullest purpose Fate 
Did not reveal to thee. 

DwiGHT Chapman. 



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AND WAVES 

Katherine Newey, Helen English 

and Agnes Biesemeier 

PROLOGUE 

Here on the shores of Michigan we stand. 
In thought we contemplate another shore, 
And praise a people dead, a storied Past, 
With heroes and with noble purpose filled. 
Deathless is their name, that Pilgrim band 
Who first defied the Powers which rule the sea. 
And in their bark o'er stormy waves 
Undaunted turned their course towards Liberty. 
To Plymouth Bay we turn, and to its coast 
Rock-bound, birth-place of Liberty and Hope, 
Where dwelt a stalwart race of honest men 
Who placed their principles before their life. 
Who dared to worship as they deemed the right. 
Who fearing God feared not the puny Man. 
To Plymouth Bay we turn, to Plymouth Town. 
There was the seed of Greatness first implanted. 
And yet, what need is there to-day to deck 
The altars of the Past with votive wreaths 
And hail the Dead, however great, and bend 



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The humble knee before the heroed Past ? 

These ashes long-since cold we still revere 

But why? What link connects the pictured Past, 

Embroidered with its ancient gems of fame, 

With this, the bustling Present, thronged with life? 

What bond between these shores, these citied shores 

And those which first the Pilgrims left in hope, 

And those where first they landed in despair ; 

But lived to conquer and to bless with life, 

A life which still is deep implanted there 

And from which sprang this nation's honored might? 

The bond between us is the link of life. 

This storied Past our precious heritage. 

As from the Book of Life we learn the Truth, 

So from the age-wise Past we learn the Source 

Of national Life which must be pure. 

This Source is Men. And we embody here 

In the Grey Champion the virtues sage 

And attributes of our great Source of Life, 

The Pilgrim band. The attributes lie deep. 

And hidden are in peace and happiness. 

But let grim Strife arise and lo ! awakes 

This same Grey Champion to lead and win. 

He is our honor, courage, strength and hope. 

The Champion of Liberty and Right. 

Montgomery Major 




DUTCH GROUP 

Constance von Weller, Eva Mae Mortimer, Margaret Bennett, Wilma 

Cresmer and Sidney Spiegel. 



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INTRODUCTION TO EPISODE I. The Chronicler 

Let us review the scenes of ancient time, 
Reread each chapter of the noble Past. 
From England first we trace the troubled course 
To Holland, and we mark the solemn scene 
When they departed to defy the waves 
And bear their dauntless Love of Liberty 
To this, our mighty Land. 

EPISODE I 
LIFE OF THE PILGRIMS IN HOLLAND 

A. A street scene in Leyden 

Street scene in Holland. Sabbath Day. Dutch children frolic, dance, 
and sing. They are in Dutch costume, holiday attire. A Dutch youth 
stands off at one side. Does not participate in games. Several girls 
laughingly reproach him, begging him to join them. He declines. Tzvo 
groups of Puritan fathers enter zvith their children on their luay to church. 
They greet each other. The Puritan men avoid looking at the scene of 
festivity. They carry Bibles, and are in sober garb. The Puritan children 
shozv interest in the game, and slip azvay to zvatch. The father of one of 
the children approaches group of dancers, and returns zvith his child. 

FIRST FATHER : Wilt thou profane the Sabbath with ungodly levity? 

Who can deny that our children are yielding to the temptation with 

which they are surrounded? 
SECOND FATHER: With what high hopes did we come to this city? 

'Tis true we found the freedom that we sought, but now our children 

disregard the laws that bind us {looks at child) forget that they are 

English ; and what we sought to gain seems lost. 

Enter Robinson, Bradford, Standish, Carver, etc. 
STANDISH to Carver continuing a conversation begun off stage. You 

need not fear the savages, for, although I have but few men, they are 

brave and well-trained, and it would take more than Indians to daunt 

them. 
BRADFORD : Can a few hardships hold us back from an undertaking 

such as this ? In all the world it is the place best suited, and I for one 

will go. 
SECOND FATHER to Carver: You feel, then, that the hour has come 

when we must once more journey forth ? 
CARVER: Yea, rather the danger of the savage Indians than this life 

here among our kindly neighbors. In the wilderness we can make our 

home and bring up our children to maintain our ideals of sobriety and 

decorum. 

They look zvith disapproz'al at the group of dancers 
ANOTHER FATHER: If the leaders of our band think wise, and the 

majority of our number agree to take this step, we shall pluck up 

courage to face the dangers that await us on sea and land. 
Pilgrim fathers still talking among tlicmselves go off. 
Dance is resumed, and finally the dancers depart. 




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B. DEPARTURE OF THE PILGRIMS. 

DUTCH LEADER : These English have lived among us now these 
twelve years, and yet we never had any suit or accusation against them. 

Curtain 

End of Episode I. 

INTRODUCTION TO EPISODE II. The Chronicler 

Across the pathless ocean have they sailed 

From Holland to this hostile-seeming shore. 

The angry winds have led them far astray 

And brought their bark into an unknown sea. 

We see them on the shore, unconquered still 

By all the ills harsh Nature has devised 

To fill their hearts with servile fear, and bend 

Their backs, submissive slaves of jealous Fate. 

Ready they stand to fight, to strive, to will, 

Undaunted by disaster and by need. 

The funeral of Carver then behold 

And all the dread efifects of Famine gaunt. 

Yet Faith sustains the band and Fear must flee. 

For those who strive there is no fear. 

And then the Maypole dance at Merrymount 

Where Gaiety abounds, Religion flees, 

And Mirth is king, crowned with a cap of bells 

He reigns a sceptered fool, a foolish king. 

But then behold the Pilgrim band advance. 

Recovered from the dread of Hunger's might. 

Miles Standish at their head, the force appears 

To quell Mad Folly and to change his cap 

Bedight with bells for a more grave attire. 

But, though the Gaiety of Merrymount 

By Standish is suppressed, its boisterous Mirth 

Softens the stern alloy of Pilgrim virtues 

With gentle Joy which is but Mirth well-bred. 

EPISODE II 
LIFE AND ACTIVITIES OF THE PILGRIMS 

A. The Settlement of the Pilgrims 

The Notables of the first episode; Bradford, Brewster, Carver, Win- 
slow, the Holland boy and the English girl (mentioned before) wives and 
children, Peregrine White, the baby born during the voyage. These peo- 
ple appear in a woodland scene carrying their belongings as if they had 
just embarked. Indians watch through the shrubbery. One darts out, 
and runs off with some small object upon which a Puritan has just turned 
his back. The Puritan men drag the Indian into the open; other Indians 
follow. 

Samoset advances to Bradford and Standish, and standing at some 
distance. 






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BRADFORD : How is it that you speak the language of the English- 
man? We rejoice, but we are surprised to hear our tongue so far from 
our country, 

SAMOSET : There are fishers on the north coast. They teach us your 

words. I am your friend, and I teach the white man many things. Our 

chief too, will help. Go, bring Massasoit. Say to him, white men are 

here and would have speech with him. 

The friendly chief, Massasoit, appears. He is attended by several 

Indians. 

BRADFORD : Hail, chief ! 
MASSASOIT : Welcome, White Brothers ! 

They sit down in a circle, and the pipe of peace is smoked. Massasoit 
is given an English coat of scarlet, trimmed in gold lace, and a copper chain 
is put about his neck. 

MASSASOIT : My enemies, the Narragansetts are powerful, and their 
chief hates me and my tribe. Be my friends, and I will help you. I 
know the river and the woods. Your nets shall be full of fishes, and 
your grain shall grow. 

BRADFORD: We are your friends, and we shall protect each other. 
For many years your children and our people shall live together in 
friendship and mutual helpfulness. 




THE PILGRIM WOMEN 

Katherine Shaw, Harriett Childs 
and Ruth Bower 




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B. The funeral procession of John Carver 

Funeral music. As they go off, three figures creep on stealthilv. They 
are Hunger, Fear, and Disease. They remain to dance, beckoning others 
to come. The Pilgrims zvho have nozv returned, zvatch with horrible 
fascination the furious gyrations of the curses. Their depression in- 
creases; some sink doivn, others shozv the utmost dejection. The figure 
of Faith appears. The curses start back, and finally disappear. The 
spirits of the Pilgrims revive, and led by Faith they pass off the stage, 
erect and confident. 

C. The Maypole of Merry Mount 

English Folk Dance 

A tree is carried on by the merry-makers, a crozvd of fantastically 
dressed men and zvomen. Nozv there appear a youth and maiden, the 
Lord and Lady of the May. They both zvear garlands of roses, and he 
carries a golden staff in his right hand. Behind thou follozvs an English 
priest decked zvith Hozvers and zvearing a chaplet of vine leaves. The 
revellers crozvd around and shozuer the Lord and Lady of the May zvith 
Uozvers and petals. The mock priest raises his hand to silence the crozvd. 

THE MOCK PRIEST : Votaries of the Maypole, cheerily all day long 
have the woods echoed to your mirth. Be this your merriest hour. Lo, 
here stand the Lord and Lady of the May, whom L a clerk of Oxford, 
and high priest of Merry Mount, am now to join in matrimony. Come : 
a song rich with mirth of Merry England. All ye that love the May 
Pole, lend your voices to welcome the Lord and Lady of the May. 

The Lord and Lady of the May take their seats. A riotous uproar from 
the crozvd, and the Maypole dance begins. Tozvard the close of the 
dance, Standish follozve'd by six soldiers, appears unnoticed. At the 
conclusion of the dance, Standish shoulders his zvay through the crozvd. 
The priest adz'ances to meet him. 

STANDISH zvith great dignity: Stand ofif, priest of Baal. ^Shame on 
you all — frivolous creatures. Know you not that you should fast on 
festival days and sing psalms? 

The revellers cozvcr 

STANDISH : The Lord hath sanctified this wilderness. Down with this 
flower decked abomination, the altars of thy worship. 

HIS PURITAN FOLLOWERS : Amen. 

The rez'ellers shozv dismay but offer no resistance. 
The merry-makers are sei::ed. 

A SOLDIER : What order shall be taken with the prisoners. 

STANDISH : I thought not to repent me of cutting down the Maypole, 
but it would have served rarely for a whipping post. 

A SOLDIER : But there are pine trees enough. 

STANDISH: Bind the heathen crew, and bestow on them a small mat- 
ter of stripes apiece, as earnest of our future justice. Let some 
of the rogues in stocks. Further penalties such as branding and crop- 
ping of ears shall be thought of later. 



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SOLDIER draggincj the Lord and Lady of the May to ecnter: Here are 
a couple in high station among these misdoers. Methinks their dig- 
nity will not be fitted with less than a double share of stripes. 
The couple stands dozvncast and apprehensive. The maiden clings to 

the youth zvlio has tlirown a protecting arm around her. 

STANDISH sternly : Youth, ye stand in an evil state, thou and thy 
maiden wife. 

LORD OF THE MAY : Stern man, how can I move thee ? Were means 
at hand, I would resist to the death. Being powerless, I entreat! Do 
with me as thou wilt, but let her go untouched. 

STANDISH : Not so. We are not wont to show an idle courtesy to that 
sex, which requireth the stricter discipline. What sayest thou, maid? 
Shall thy bridegroom suffer thy share of the penalty, beside his 
own? 

LADY OF THE MAY : Be it death, and lay it all on me. 

Darkness is descending 

STANDISH : Look to it, some of you, that garments of more decent 
fashion be put on this May lord and his lady. Bring them along with 
us, but more gently than their fellows. There be qualities in the 
youth, which may make him valiant to fight, sober to toil, and pious to 
pray. Nor think ye, young ones, that they are the happiest, even in our 
life time of a moment, who misspend it in dancing around a May pole. 
Hozvever, as they pass off the stage in the semi-darkness, Standish picks 

up the zvreath of roses from the ruin of the May pole and throzvs it over 

the heads of the Lord and Lady of the May — a symbol of their union. 

End of Episode II. 

INTRODUCTION TO EPISODE HI. The Chronicler 

Oppression's pall of thunder-cloud o'erhangs. 
The sky of Liberty is darkened. Hark ! 
The distant rumble of Rebellion sounds. 
The musketry of proud Oppression's host 
Reverberates. To arms ! Freemen strike ! 
Let Tyrant and his Hessian hirelings quail ! 
Behold the strife. See Liberty arise, 
The monarch of a new-born nation's might. 
And ever waxes strong the land despite 
Its strifes. And ever seek its people more. 
And bold Adventure lures them on 
To seek the fairer lands, the newer strands. 
Westward ! Westward ! To the Pacific's shore. 

EPISODE HI 
THE PERIOD OF CONFLICT AND EXPANSION 

A. Conflict between British troopers and Colonists. 

Enter two women zvith little boy and girl 
ESTHER : We are far from England, Mary. 
MARY: But not too far to fear, Esther. Where are the children? 

Elspeth — Elspeth ! David ! 



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BOY: Here, mama. 
GIRL: See! 

Enter tzvo zvomen in fright. 
C. : They come, sister. 
D. : Aye, fast, and their road leads by my house. 

homes. They are coming fast. 
ESTHER : Ehnor ! 

Enter another zuonian dragging child after her 
E. : God help us all ! They come ! 
MARY: This way? 
C. : This very way. 

ESTHER : And our men ? 

MARY: They cannot stop them. 

musket ? 

Enter Grey Champion. Approaches zvomen. 
GREY CHAMPION : The scythe will answer to the musket. There's 

a dreadful magic in a musket-ball, but a Good Cause is the Magic of 

God. And where God fights, there fight I. 

Musketry 

Retreat, ye women, quickly ! Save and hide ! Hide and save ! 
MARY : And you, venerable Stranger ; what of yourself ? 
GREY CHAMPION : I have other strength that ye wot not of. Fear 

not for me. Go ! 

Women exeunt. Little boy sneaks back. Enter the first of the scat- 
tered colonists, retreating across stage. Enter British in good marching 
order. 

THE GREY CHAMPION : Halt. 

A BRITISH OFFICER : Disperse, ye rabble, to your homes ! 

Shouts of defiance 

A : Back to your king ! 

B : Hessian hirelings ! 

C : A royal governor — never ! 

D : Taxers and enslavers ! 

E : This is a Beginning. We do not fear the end. 

A : King George, never ! 

D : Representation ! 

A BRITISH OFFICER : Ready, aim. 

Little hoy runs out in front of muskets. 

GREY CHAMPION steps before little boy, one hand on breast, one hand 
uplifted, and says: Hold, ye Madmen, ye Servitors of Death! Is it 
so pretty a thing to send men to eternity that ye dally thus with powder 
and shot? Would I could lift the Veil for vou, that ye might see what 
now I see. Oh, little human lives! children of a day! This man 

that stands before me here with musket aimed toward my breast I 

see him. see his face— closed eyes— open mouth— bloodless cheeks— 
and the pale moon upon his still white throat. He shall not see 
tomorrow's sun sink from the skies. Man's musket sinks and terror 
shozvs on face. Oh, Captain, turn your men about. They do not know 
the Cause against which they fight, they do not see the outcome of the 
fray — nor the Dark Shadow resting on their arm. Back, I tell ye, 
back ! I hear wailing in England ! 



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Murmuring among British troops. Officers in consultation. 
MINOR OFFICER: The men say they will not advance further! 
OFFICER : Do they defy my command ! ! 
M. O. : They sav that yonder speaker is not of this world.— 
OFFICER: And thou? What sayest thou ? 
M. O. : I have seen his eyes ! I fear his words ! I think the men are 

right ! 
OFFICER : About face ! Ready ! March ! 

Exeunt 

GREY CHAMPION : Oh, friends of mine, strong of limb, but stronger 
in your sense of Right — have courage to endure! Though we plunge 
into Night, yet doth Time bring the Dawn. There will be bloodshed, 
there will be tears, and homes rent asunder. I see bloody feet on 
winter snows. I see a face, strong but humble before God, the face 
of him who shall guide our People to the end. And forming, ever 
forming in all its stately pageantry, something grand and new — Free- 
dom — the People's will — Democracy — 'tis more than that — I can not 
read it all, nor read it all aright. Yet may God grant my years still 
cling to this old frame until I see It realized. Oh, men, ye are building 
a great Thing. Ye cannot see — but I can — dimly. Have courage ! Be 
ye ready ! 
B. Rout from Concord 

Enter several old men and old zvomen. Point excitedly. 

Enter a messenger dashing across stage. He is halted by one of the old 
men. 
MESSENGER: Do not stop me, old man, for I carry good news and 

good news should travel fast. 
OLD MAN: Good news? What news? 
MESS. : The British have been defeated at Concord and are even 

now on the retreat. Stand, and ye may see, but stay me not. 
OLD WOMAN : They come ! 

All hide behind shrubbery. 
Enter British, dusty and haggard, out of order, drum unslung, guns 
trailing, some helping wounded, one falls, comrades help him to liis feet. 
Move off. 

Enter Colonials, Grey Champion leading; some in uniform, S(>nie 
zvith guns, scythes, pitch-forks, but all in order. Colors flying. 

Old woman rushes up to one zvounded. 

GREY CHAMPION: They flee; and we pursue. Let us finish the 

work we have begun ! The road is long ! Forward ! 

March off leaving old zvoman and son. 

SON : I am but slightly wounded mother. There is no hurt. We have 

but begun. I must follow where he leads ! 
OLD WOMAN : And who is he ? 

SON : I do not know. I think he is a spirit. — The spirit of — Revolution ! 
Kisses her. Exit. Old people move off in direction of soldiers. 



C. The freeing of the 13 colonies and the prophetic vision of the Early 
States. 

Bugle off stage and enter British soldiers. Enter Colonial soldiers. Enter 
Gen. O'Hara and aides. Enter Washington and aides. 



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^;^ 1 Cornwalhs presents his deepest respects to General 
Washmgton and regrets exceedingly that an unforeseen indisposition 
prevents his appearmg here today. He has requested me 

^^"V^^^^^^T^^^ • p.^te"^ "^y deepest sympathy to Lord Cornwallis. 
lell hnn i trust his indisposition is of but brief duration As for 
the matters of the moment. I have empowered General Lincoln here to 
act as my representative. He will treat with you fully, and courteously 
i am sure. rrr ? • ^ .,, , 

/ Vaslimgton zvithdrazvs 

O'HARA tp Gen. Lincoln: To you, sir, Lord Cornwallis, as com- 
mander-in-chief of the Royal forces of King George in America 
presents his sword m token of surrender, and with it the troops arms' 
captives, plunder, and other accessories as stipulated in the capitulation 
agreement. 

GEN. LINCOLN: In the name of George Washington, commander-in- 
chief of the Colonial army, and of the Thirteen Colonies United I 
receive from you the sword of Lord Cornwallis, commander of the 
royal forces in America as token of full and final surrender. 

Receives szvord 
But merely as a token sir. It is a gallant sword, and only fitted to swing 
at the side of a gallant general. Return the sword to Lord Cornwallis 
^ and with it go the kindest feelings on the part of General Washington.' 
O'HARA receiving szvord: Lord Cornwallis will appreciate the cour- 
tesy. Have you selected the place of disarmament ? 
GEN. LINCOLN: My adjutant will escort you to the chosen place 
straightway. c- x ;j- 

•^ txeunt soldiers. 

TABLEAU 

Britannia with thirteen women, bowed and grouped in star fashion 
about her . 

Columbia with 35 women in same position about her. 
Britannia lifts arm. Columbia outstretches hands. 
The thirteen rise and move in stately way to Columbia, bow before her 
Massachusetts steps forward. Inquires and points finger toward 
bowed veiled figures. 

MASSACHUSETTS: Fair Mother Freedom, Columbia what figures 
be these many that gather at thy feet in adoration ? 
Coluuibia signs for them to rise 
COLUMBIA : These, dear child, O Pilgrim Massachusetts— these too 
are thy sisters, albeit, yet unborn. Children that I sometime hence 
shall bear in hardship as I move to Westward lands until I stand before 
the waters of the Peaceful Sea. Then shall I rest, and they and ye shall 
care for n-.e and I shall be honored in your love. 

Meanzi'hile Colonists slozvly filter in 
I would have you look upon them now, tliat later ye may know them. 
They are but visions. Yet they call and you and many of your stalwart 
sons must heed their Call or ever they may grow and bloom to perfect 
sisterhood. Look well upon them : their features are my features ; 
their features are thy features ; blood of my blood as ye are blood of 
my blood. 

Arise, \'isions of the children of my later years, appear and call ! 
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1ST COLONIAL: 
2ND COLONIAL: 
1ST COLONIAL: 
2ND COLONIAL: 
1ST COLONIAL: 



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FIRST COLONIAL : A strange symbol, verily. 
2ND COLONIAL : A wreath, a name, — whose name ? 

ABRAHAM— LINCOLN. 

And who is he ? 

I do not know. 

Some great man in the years to be? 

Possibly, I do not know. 

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SPEAKER : They are fair, these Westward Maidens, and their 
charms allure. But we have suffered these years past. We are tired. 
And a bench beside the home-hearth is stronger than the siren call to 
toils anew. What say ye men ? Do I speak aright ? 

ALL COLONIALS : Aye, aye, that ye do ! 

COLUMBIA : My Westward Daughters, ye are young, too young to well 
display your charms. Therefore shall I speak for ye — in more per- 
suasive mood. 

Clasps J lands 

Enter the Spirit of the JVcst (a girl) and the Spirit of Adventure (a box) 

COLUMBIA: Come, O Spirit of the Great Far West! And thou ever- 
living Spirit of Adventure, un- 
dying in the Heart of Man — 
Dance before us here assembled, 
that these laggards, cool of heart, 
may read your Message and, 
awakened, answer to the Call. 
Ye twain, advance ! 
Dance of Spirit of West 
and of the Spirit of 
Adventure. 



SPIRIT OF WEST: Behold the 
Flag! Westward and yet West- 
ward shall it move until it looks 
upon the quiet waters of the 
vast Pacific — and thou, thou 
art its Bearer. Come ! They go 
off. 

Colonials divide and mingle folloiv- 
ing the 13 states. Grey Champ- 
ion leads IVestzvard. 



COLUMBIA steps forward, raises 

hands and music starts up. 

Curtain 

End of Episode III. 




COLONIAL GROUP 

Frances Ellison, Jack Hewlett 
and Isabelle Pope 



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INTRODUCTION TO EPISODE IV. The Chronicler 

And Westward, ever westward turn their steps, 

And Westward, ever westward turn their thoughts 

Until Adventure \\xves the white man on 

To seek the shores of that far-distant sea. 

The mild Pacific and its gentle clime. 

Let us precede their van and seek the lands 

Of our own birth and there behold arrive 

The first of those undaunted men who sought 

Our land. That priest magnificent of France, 

Our Pere Marquette, of Jesuits the best 

Who dared endure the dangers and the toil, 

And brave grim Death and tortures fiend-conceived. 

Then bold LaSalle and Tonti who for France 

Alone had striven, yet ours was the gain 

As they first found these lands and sought their paths. 

And then that woodsman, peer of all who trod 

The forests of America, who led 

A little force to mighty victory, 

The hunter-captain, Rogers Clark. And then 

We wait the van of those who forward press 

To gain for us a mighty, fertile land. 



EPISODE IV 

A. Adventure and Progress in the West. 
1. Marquette and Joliet. 

A group of Indians, among whom the chief or Sachem stands out. 
A messenger enters and stands before the Great Sachem 

SACHEM : What word do you bring us, young man with feet like the 
wind ? 

MESSENGER pointing southxvard: The Black-Gown. 

A number of Indian children come running in after the messenger, 

looking behind them. All eyes turn in that direction. After a slight 

pause, Marquette enters, follozved by Joliet and five Frenchmen, bearing 

packs and canoes. 

MARQUETTE : I am welcome ? 

GREAT SACHEM : I thank thee. Black-Gown, and thee. Frenchman, 
for the honor of your coming. Never shone the sun so tenderly as 
today ; never rustled the ripe corn so pleasantly as now, since you are 
with us. Our river, that was so angry at the rocks which chafed it, 
flows calm and silent, since the canoes of the white men have passed. 
Behold, Black-Gown, I give thee my little son, that thou mayest know 
my heart. Thou art beloved of the Great Spirit. Ask him to cherish 
me and my people. 

MARQUETTE to Joliet : Here, Louis, is my mission. 

JOLIET : In all our travels, we have seen no chief so gracious, no 
people so well-favored for the work of the Church. It may be. 
father, thou art right. 



GREAT SACHEM : Black-Gown, one medicine I ask of thee. The 
palefaces have given their thunder weapons to our enemies, the 
Miamis. Give us also weapons, that we may defend our lodges and 
our women. 

MARQUETTE: If I gave you weapons you would kill the Miamis, 
who are my children also. 

GREAT SACHEM : We would defend our hunting grounds. 

MARQUETTE : I bring you another word, my son — a word of peace. 

The Great Sachem turns aside to consult zvith his old men, and Mar- 
quette makes a sign to his followers, who go off, all save Joliet, who comes 

forzvard zvith the Jesuit. 

MARQUETTE: Louis, my friend, I have come to the end of my jour- 
ney. Thou hast been to me the trustiest shield, the cheeriest com- 
rade. I have loved thee well, and while yet I live thy name shall not 
fail my prayers. But here thou art to leave me. 

JOLIET: While yet thou livest? What does that mean. Father? 

MARQUETTE : We have passed over many streams, and many port- 
ages. We have seen the Great River, and the Pictured Rocks, and 
the lake of the Illinois. No other Frenchman has seen them. Behold, 
how great a field for the Church, how wide a domain for the Cross. 
Louis, I have before me the task of my destiny, and I must not shrink. 

JOLIET : Nor do I shrink. Father. I will stay by thee. 

MARQUETTE: Nay, my son. I have seen thine eyes wet when our 
carriers sang their songs of France. I have seen thee wistful, even 
to tears, when we have spoken of Quebec, the home thou didst leave 
to come with me. No. Louis. Thou shalt go on. I will reman. It 
is only for a little while. 

JOLIET : It is true, I have longed for home. 

MARQUETTE : I knew it, Louis. 

THE GREAT SACHEM coming forzvard again : Black-Gown, dost 
thou refuse the weapons to me and my people? 

MARQUETTE going back to the group of carriers, zvho have brought 
in a great cross of zvhitc birch zvood : My children, I have for you no 
weapons. I desire that you shall live at peace with the Miamis, and 
the Iroquois, and all the forest people. 

GREAT SACHEM : Then I and my tribes are to be slain, and thou wilt 
do naught to help us ? 

MARQUETTE : I will bring you my faith, as my brothers liave taken it 
to the Miamis. 
A threatening murmur arises amotig the Indians, and some of the 

young men move tozvard Marquette. 

GREAT SACHEM : And will thy faith shield us from our foes ? 

MARQUETTE: Yea, truly it will, for it is the faith of peace, and love. 
Behold, here I set up this cross for a sign. 

GREAT SACHEM. The rains will rot it down, and the snows will 
cover it. 

MARQUETTE : Not so, for it shall be in your hearts. 

He leans heavily on Joliet's shoulder, and it is seen that he is very zveak 

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GREAT SACHEM : Thy medicine, Black-Gown, means nothing to us. 
We wish to know thee and thy Manitou ; we were ready to be thy chil- 
dren, and thou dost offer us a sign of birch wood. 

MARQUETTE : I bring you more than a sign, for I bring you truth. 
I will teach you of the life that dies not, and of the true God, and of 
the Holy Church ; I will teach you of the creation, and the redemption, 
and of the Blessed Virgin ; I will make plain to you the law of Christ, 
which is the law of love. Kneel down, all you who seek the truth. 
Here I set the Cross, and here, while I may, I will abide. 
The Indians fall on their knees, as the light gradually fades. At last 

only Pcre Marquette and the Great Sachem are left standing; then the 

Indian kneels, and the light fails zvholly from the scene. 

LaSalle and Tonti 
Enter LaSalle and his party; there are Frenchmen and Indians. Some 
bargain zvith the Indians, buying the furs. LaSalle zvalks apart with 
Tonti. A group of the Frenchmen approach LaSalle, their hats in their 
hands. A Voyageur speaks for the group. 

VOYAGEUR : We are come to ask, does the Sieur de la Salle intend to 
go further down the river? 

LA SALLE : He does. 

VOYAGEUR: The river is filled with dangers. No Frenchman has 

lived to follow it to its end. There is a great waterfall 

LA SALLE : I have heard these tales before. 

VOYAGEUR : The trade is good here and to the northward. 

LA SALLE : We go on to the South. 

VOYAGEUR : The Sieur de la Salle speaks for himself, we are afraid. 

LA SALLE : You have nothing to fear, save my anger. 

Others have gathered behind the Voyageur; their demeanor at this be- 
comes more openly rebellious. 

VOYAGEUR : It is not just. We must look to our own lives. We dare 
not go on, 

LA SALLE : Do I not command here ? 

TONTI : No man may question the authority of the Sieur de la Salle. 

LA SALLE: You ask me to turn back. You are afraid. The wealth 
of these rivers is ours for the taking. These lands are ours for the 
claiming. For this I have waited, and planned, and fought. Do you 
think I will turn back because my boatmen are afraid ? 

VOYAGEUR : Our lives are our own. We will not go on. 
LaSalle turns and faces them, drazving his sword. 

LA SALLE: Frenchmen, our lives are in the service of the King. We 
go on a voyage of glory, to claim for him this river and all its trib- 
utaries, to win for him an empire. I will follow this river to the sea. 
not for myself, not for you who go with me, but for France! Long live 
the King ! 

TONTI and others zcho hare gathered behind him : Long live the Kingt 
LA SALLE : Forward ! 

The Voyageur and his follozi'ers face LaSalle for a moment, their 
heads drop, and they take up their packs. 



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INDIAN GROUP 
Richard Ummach, Albert 
Marthens, Edward Beloian 
and Katherine Newman 

George Rogers Clark at Kaskaskia 

Kaskaskia, a grove in the village. Laughing groups of habitants, in 
festal array, come in with Hoivcrs to decorate the scene of the 'dance. 
They bring tzvo small canopied booths, zvhich are set up, one at each side 
of the stage for refreshments and for the fiddler. At the back of the stage 
they erect a floral arch or doorivay, through which, as soon as it is set 
lip, come the ttvo Provosts of the ball, zvho are to be the masters of cere- 
mony. They instantly set to zvork ordering the guests, marshalling the 
girls along the left side of the stage, and the men along the right, enforcing 
their authority in the most courteous manner with verbal instructions. 
The scene is to be carried by all concerned in a key of decorous gayety. 
THE PROVOSTS seating the guests in order: Pray you, monsieur, 
— pray you, mademoiselle. 

Enter Commandant Rocheblave, with a guest, a young Englishman 
dressed in the height of fashion. 

THE PROVOSTS : Welcome to you, monsieur le Commandant. We 
are honored supremely. 

ROCHEBLAVE : Gentlemen, allow me to present my friend, Mr. Ray- 
cliff. 

A PROVOST : We are enchanted. Monsieur Rayclift' is an English- 
man ? 

MR. RAYCLIFF : A traveller. 



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ROCHEBLAVE : We are all in the English service, Mr. Raycliff. At 

your service. 
THE PROVOSTS : By your permission, monsieur le Commandant, the 

dance may begin? 

Rochehlave nods, and the Provosts confer aside. A coureur de bois 
enters, and goes imniediatcly to the Commandant. 

COUREUR : Captain, I beg to report 

ROCHEBLAVE : Wait till the dance is begun. I have a guest 



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THE COUREUR : It is in haste. The Long Knives are up the river in 

force. They are coming down upon us, I am told. 
MR. RAYCLIFF: Long Knives? . 
ROCHEBLAVE : The Americans, he means. I have heard this tale 

before. It is not possible. 
THE COUREUR: I have reported, monsieur le Commandant. They 

say that Clark commands them — Clark of Virginia. 

Mr. Raycliff is visibly alarmed. Rocheblave comforts him. 
ROCHEBLAVE : Be off, you'll alarm the ladies. 
E.x'it the coureur de bois 

These tales come every day. We no longer pay attention, Mr. Raycliff. 
Enter the Fiddler. General murmur of approval. Rocheblave and his 
guests take seats and the Proz'osts select the dancers inviting them forward 
and lining them up at the back, in couples. Seven couples have thus been 
called forivard. The Provost at the right selects a young Frenchman; 
the Provost at the left selecting a young lady. The man comes fonvard, 
but the lady stands still, z'cry proud and rebellious. 
PROVOST : Pray you, mademoiselle. 

THE YOUNG LADY : No, monsieur le Provost, I will not dance. 
THE PROVOST: Mademoiselle, the gavotte waits; monsieur attends. 

A gesture at the zvaiting szvain 
THE YOUNG LADY : It is not that I have two years been chosen queen 

of the king's balls. It is, that I do not choose. 
THE PROVOST : This is most unusual, mademoiselle. Most unusual. 
THE YOUNG LADY : I do not choose to dance with the gentleman you 

have called. Besides, Monsieur le Commandant has a guest. Do the 

honored provosts know that he does not dance ? 
THE PROVOST speechless zvith rage : Mademoiselle ! 
THE YOUNG LADY: I have not heard the Provosts inquire of the 

guest. I do not know he does not wish to dance. Why not ask him? 

I will wait. 
ROCHEBLAVE coming forward: Monsieur le Provost, I have a guest. 

May I beg for him the honor of a dance ? 

Turns to the rejected partner 

Monsieur, you place me perpetually in your debt. I thank you from the 

bottom of my heart for your kindness to my guest, Mr. Raycliff". 

Again I thank you. 

The Provost leads Mr. Raycliff forward, and presents him. The young 
lady makes him a deep bozv, makes an ironical curtsey to the Provost, 



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and the dance begins. The crotod has gathered, till all sides of the stage are 
croivded zvith guests, settlers, soldiers, and Indians. At the back, hozv- 
ever, there is still an open space, through zvhich the shadozvy figures of 
Clark's men can be seen marching past, their rifles in their hands. Enter 
unnoticed, George Rogers Clark, in the uniform of a Virginia Colonel, 
except that his boots are missing, and he zvears moccasins, lllien the 
Hgure of the dance permits, he saunters over and leans against the tree, 
right center. An Indian, zvho has been sitting on the ground leaning 
against the tree, spies him and darts out, standing straight before him for 
an instant. Then the Indian zvhirls suddenly, and runs over to Rocheblaz'e. 
THE INDIAN : The Long Knives ! 
THE COUREUR DE BOIS rushing in center: The Americans! We 

are surrounded. 
ROCHEBLAVE coming dozvn to confront Clark : Who are you, sir? 
CLARK : Colonel Clark, at your service. 

At the zi'ords the crozvd is seized zvith terror, and everything is in 
confusion. Women scream, men shout, and in the distance the zvar-zvhoop 
of the Indians is heard. 

ROCHEBLAVE: Insolence! Men, this gentleman is our prisoner. 
CLARK: By the authority of Patrick Henry, Governor of Virginia. 

You are surrounded, Captain. Your sword. 
ROCHEBLAVE : By whose authority do you come here? 

As the French soldiers moz'e forzvard, the Americans rush in and 
surround Clark, threatening the others zvith szvords and pistols. 
CLARK : Gentlemen, I pray you, continue your entertainment. I speak 
for the Governor of Virginia. Monsieur Rocheblave, I must again de- 
mand your sword. 
ROCHEBLAVE: I will not surrender my garrison to your night-prowl- 
ers. I will not 

CLARK : Put this man under guard. Disarm him. Search the town, 
and bring me all the Britishers you find. I'll know whether we are to 
be openly defied or not. Let all keep within their houses, on pain 
of death, till I order otherwise. 

The guests have been departing hastily during the scene, the men con- 
ducting the ladies out. Clark zvatches them go, his face lozvering. At 
the last, the fiddler comes over to him, bobs humbly, and offers his greeting. 
THE FIDDLER: Monsieur the new Commandant, I trust you will not 
forget me, when you desire that there shall be a dance, for the people 
of the post. 
CLARK : I shall call on you. Monsieur. 

Enter Pcre Gibault 

PERE GIBAULT frightened but intent upon his duty : Is this the Amer- 
ican commander? 

CLARK: I am Colonel Clark, at your service. 

PERE GIBAULT: I am a man of peace, monsieur le Commandant, 
and know nothing of your war. I speak for my people, who are loyal 
subjects. I am called Pere Gibault. 

CLARK : I am glad to meet you sir. 



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PERE GIBAULT: I have come to speak for my people, Monsieur le 
Commandant, I must know what their fate is to be. Are they to be 
the slaves of the Americans? 

CLARK: You do not understand, Mr. Gibault. We have come to free 
these people, not to enslave them. They are to be citizens, not sub- 
jects. Mr. Gibault, ours is a war for liberty, for justice. I must 
have order among your people. But they are free, now, as they never 
were before. 

PERE GIBAULT : And they are not to be driven from their homes by 

your "Long Knives ?" 
CLARK: Certainly not. 

PERE GIBAULT : And they are not even to lose their property? 
CLARY : Not a penny. 

PERE GIBAULT: Tell me. Monsieur Clark, are they to be allowed to 
come to worship as they were ? 

CLARK: We have nothing to do with churches, save to defend them 
from insult. By the laws of Virginia, your religion has as great priv- 
ileges as any other. 

PERE GIBAULT : Monsieur Clark, my son, I am overwhelmed at your 
kindness. I am already, in my heart, a citizen of Virginia. I must 
tell my people. 

He starts to go, hut returns 
Though I know nothing of the temporal business, I can give them some 
advice, in the spiritual way, that shall be conducive to your cause. 
God bless you, Monsieur Clark. 

Exit Pcre Gibault 
The fiddler comes hack, having lingered 
THE FIDDLER : I see that it will be necessary for me to play to-night. 
Our people will want music. I hear them already singing. 

CLARK: You shall fiddle to-night under the flag of Virginia, sir. 
Strike your strings. 

As he speaks, the tozvnspeople flock hack, cheering and exultant. Thev 
cross the stage and go on, taking Clark ivith them. 

End of Episode IV 

INTRODUCTION TO EPISODE V. The Chronicler 

Marquette is gone, the days of Tonti passed, 

The bold LaSalle and Rogers Clark are dead. 

The forests which they knew alike are gone, 

But we instead of forest walls behold 

The rapid-growing cities rise to fame. 

And woodlands stubbornly o'ercome by axe. 

And as the forest yields to greater things 

And field and woodland cede their treasured lands 

To cities and the first of mighty states. 

So yields the glory of the heroes dead 

To that of one whom first we see a boy 

Within the confines of the sullen woods 



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Which had not yet to Man their forests yielded. 
Then as a youth we mark him. note each act 
And view the progress of a soul to Greatness. 
And then as Statesman we behold him, grown 
To heights of honor, with a heart sublime. 
He scales the slippery ladder of our Faith, 
And martyred, hated, vilified, yet loved 
Beyond the wont of mortal man, he stands 
Of all our heroes he most perfect seems. 
With reverence be said his name, which lives 
Not in the pages of a musty tome 
But in the hearts of all : Our deathless Lincoln. 

DANCE OF YANKEE DOODLE AND DIXIE 
EPISODE V 

Enter the Spirit of the JVest and the Spirit of Adx'enture. 
THE SPIRIT OF ADVENTURE : Many have I persuaded to seek the 

richness and promise of of thy kingdom, O Spirit of the West. 
THE SPIRIT OF THE WEST : Here is my realm, a country new and 

full of promise, many seek fortune and fame, and many find it. 
She looks in the direction from zvhich the Lincoln family soon approches. 

Hither comes one who is to be my chiefest pride ; in him as in no other, 

I shall delight. 

A. The Life of Lincoln in Illinois. 

1. The arrival of the Lincoln family. 
The Lincoln family enters, they carry bundles and utensils as tho' they 
had just descended from the wagon zvhich had brought them to Illinois. 

They pause for a iiioiiient to rest and to readjust their burdens. 
THOMAS LINCOLN : It's been a long way, Nancy, and you and Abe 

have been uncomplaining. 
NANCY LINCOLN: I'd have no right to complain. Thomas, if it 

means better times for you and the boy. She puts her hand on Abe's 

shoulder. 
THOMAS LINCOLN pointing in the direction of the sun: Yonder 

across the brook is a place for our cabin, Nancy, and Abe is big 

enough and strong enough to help. 

ABE LINCOLN: That I am, father. It won't take long for two of 

us. 

Thomas Lincoln smiles, and they arise, Abe holding out his hands to 
assist his mother. They pick up their burdens, and go off. 
An event of Lincoln's boyhood. 
Group of boys enter, aged lo to r_/. They are talking excitedly as they 
come on. Lincoln and another boy ivho is noticeably taller are the center 
of interest. By pantomime they show that the group is discussing the 
relatii'c prowess of the tzvo. Each doubles up his fist, feels his ozvn and 
the other's muscle, and the crowd sJiows by boyish shouts that Lincoln is 
the better man. 
FIRST BOY : You're bigger than Abe. but Abe can lick you. 



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SECOND BOY discovering a stone imbedded in the ground: See 

which of you can muscle this. He kicks at the stone with his bare foot. 

Lincoln's rizvl tugs at the stone, loosens it, attempts to muscle it, but 

fails. _ Lincoln raises it easily and zvithout much effort muscles it. He 

drops it amid the shouts of the boys. 

While Lincoln extends his hand, one of the boys snatches a small 
book from his pocket. Lincoln dashes after the boy, but stumbles; the 
boy reads before Lincoln can pick himself up. 

Abraham Lincoln 
His name and pen. 
He will be good but 
God knows when. 

Lincoln and Jack Armstrong 

Lincoln about the age of seventeen. With him a group of boys of about 
his ozvn age. 

JACK ARMSTRONG, a bully — he swaggers up to Lincoln and his 

friends, and says aggressively: You're all down on me, you are, 

and I'll show you whether I'll take anything off of you or not. There 

ain't none of you Jack Armstrong can't lick. 

Here he cuffs the boy xvho is notably the slightest of the group. The 

boy is game, but cannot hold his ozvn against his opponent. 

Lincoln peels off his coat, separates the tzvo, and gets the better of 
Armstrong, who measures his length on the ground. His lip is bleeding 
when he arises, and as he zvipes his coat or shirt sleeve across his mouth, 
Lincoln pulls a bandana handkerchief out of his pocket. Armstrong ac- 
cepts it rather abashed, and mops his lips zvith it. The boys the zvhile are 
talking among themselz'es. 
FIRST BOY: Didn't I tell you. 
SECOND BOY : Coward ! ! 

THIRD BOY : I knew he'd pick on a little fellow. 
ARMSTRONG at length handing back his bandana says: Thanks Abe, 

■'■> -'- 
LINCOLN advancing says: Look here. Jack, let's be friends. Arm- 
strong holds back, and Lincoln advances'a step or tzvo. 
Yes, let's be friends. We'll all be your friends, won't we boys? 
The boys, most of them, assent, but zvith varying degrees of generosity. 
Tzvo or three shozv themselves entirely unzvilling. 

But, if we're to be your friends, you're going to pick your fights with 
big fellows like me. 

Slapping his chest, and looking generally aggressive. 
And not with little shavers like Sammy here. 

He lays his arm across the little shazrr's shoulders. 
Lincoln, his left arm about Sammy's shoulder, e.vtends his right hand to 
Armstrong, zvho hesitates yet a moment longer, and impulsively shakes 
Lincoln's hand. 

LINCOLN rather banteringly : Come on fellows. You start. Sammy. 

Sammy zvho is tzvo inches shorter than Armstrong, offers his hand, and 
the other boys ca.<!t admiring glances in Lincoln's direction. Tzvo or three 
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Lincoln is chosen captain in the Blackhawk raid. 
Groups of people. Lincoln among them, come on stage from all di- 
rections, talking among themselves with suppressed excitement. 

Among the hum of voices, can be distinguished the words 
Indians ! 
We must fight. 
Blackhawk. 

.llmost immediately comes a messenger with the governor's proclama- 
tion of war. He steps up on a stump which clei'ates him somczchat above 
the crowd, and reads. 

To the Militia of the Northwest Section of the state. Fellow citizens: 
Your country requires your services. The Indians have assumed a 
hostile attitude and have invaded the state in violation of a treaty of 
last summer. 

The British band of Sacs and other hostile Indians, headed by Black- 
hawk are in possession of Rock River country to the terror of the 
frontier inhabitants. I consider the settlers on the frontier to be in 
imminent danger. 

I am in possession of the above information from gentlemen of re- 
spectable standing, and also from Gen. Atkinson, wdiose chaacter 
stands high with all classes. 

In possession of the above facts and information, I have hesitated not 
as to the course I should pursue. No citizen ought to remain inactive 
when his country is invaded and the helpless part of the community 
are in danger. I have called out a strong detachment of militia to 
rendezvous at Beardstown on the 22nd instant. 

Provision for the men, and food for the horses will be furnished in 
abundance. 

I hope my countrymen will realize my expectation and offer their ser- 
vice as heretofore, with promptitude and cheerfulness in defense of 
their country. 

A PROMINENT CITIZEN advances toward the messenger: We will 
always protect our homes and families from aggression. I am no 

longer young, but I offer myself gladly to the cause of 

Amazement among the people, and a noticeably quickened interest is 

shozvn by the younger men. 

THE MESSENGER still standing above the people: You have heard 
the decision of your friend ; what will your answer be ? 
The young men advance toward the messenger and the elderly citizen. 
At this moment, the figure of the Grey Champion is seen standing by, 

looking on with silent approi'al. He is not seen by the crowd. 

A YOUNGER MAN : We have no time to lose. I move we organize at 
once. 

Shouts of approval 

A SECOND YOUNG MAN : Whom will you have for your captain ? 
There is a moment of silence during zvhich the young men confer in 

small groups, then the first young man adi'ances. 

FIRST YOUNG MAN : Abraham Lincoln. He has the respect of us all. 

THE MESSENGER : Here is your captain ; he is your own choice. I 
commend the captain to his men, and the men to their captain. 



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Lincoln bozvs rather gravely, and the crowds press toward him to 
congratulate him. They pass off, leaving the little group of principals 
Lincoln, the governor's messenger, the old man, the younger man the sec- 
ond young man and the grey champion. 

^^they start to gooff, Lincoln stops for a moment and turns about in 
the direction of the Grey Champion but after a second's hesitation shozvs 
that he ts only half conscious of the Grev Champion's presence and so 
turns to the tivo younger men and they go off stage, showing in pantomime 
that they are laying plans. The Grey Champion foUozvs slowly. 
Period of the Civil War. 
1. Lincoln's Farezvell to his Friends. 

Off stage is heard band music, "See the Conquering Hero Comes'' 
Crozvds m the dress of the 6o's stand expectantly looking in the direc- 
tion from zvhich Lincoln soon appears. He is accompanied by tzvo or 
three men somezvhat older than himself. There are shouts of "Lincoln" 
and Lincoln steps forward, holds out his hand for silence, and after con- 
siderable pause, begms. •' 

LINCOLN: My friends no one not in my situation can appreciate my 
feelmg of sadness at this parting. To this place and the kindness of 
hese people. I owe everything. Here I have lived a quarter of a cen- 
turyh and have passed from a young to an old man. Here my chil- 
dren have been born, and one is buried. I now leave, not knowing 
when or whether ever I may return, with a task before me greater 
than that which rested upon Washington. Without the assistance of 
that Divine Being who ever attended him, I cannot succeed With that 



WOMEN OF 1860 
Josephine Demski, Jean 

Mitchell, Elizabeth Walkey 
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assistance I cannot fail. Trusting in Him, who can go with me and 

remain with you, and be everywhere for good, let us confidently hope 

that all will yet be well. To His care commending you, as I hope in 

your prayers you will commend me, I bid you an affectionate farewell. 

A moment of dead silence, then Lincoln, follozvcd by the Grey Champion 

who has come on quietly during the progress of the speech, goes off. They 

are followed by the Spirit of the North and the Spirit of the South. 

The crowd disperses silently in small groups. 

INTERLUDE 

On the dimly lighted stage a group of soldiers sing "Tramp, Tramp, 
Tramp" and "Tenting Tonight." 

Gen. Lee Surrenders to Gen. Grant, 
Scene, the McLean house at Appomattox Court House. 
General Lee and Col. Marshall are conversing in lozv tones as they 
await the coming of General Grant. They have papers which they 
finger as they zvait. 

Lee arises, and he and Grant shake hands. 
LEE : I remember you well, in the old army. 
GRANT : And I you, but I scarcely dared hope that you would recall 

me, as there was some difference in our years and rank. 
LEE : One never forgets such a soldier. 

GRANT : I had not thought I had attracted your attention sufficiently to 
be remembered after so long an interval. 

LEE : And after all these years — we meet again. He pauses for a mo- 
ment, but displays no emotion. I have asked for this interview for the 
purpose of knowing from you the terms you propose to give my army. 
GRANT raising his hand in a deprecatory manner: Merely that they 
shall lay down their arms, and not take them up again during the con- 
tinuance of the war unless duly and properly exchanged. 
LEE: So I understood from your letter. He glances at the letter which 

he holds. Will you write out those terms? 
GRANT : Gen. Parker, my order book. 

Gen. Parker hands a manifold order book to Grant zvho zvrites. Grant 

and Parker discuss a point after Grant has finished, and Parker makes 

a correction or two, then hands the three sheets to Lee. Lee reads the terms. 

LEE : Your orders concerning the side arms and the horses of the officers 

are most generous ; it will have a happy effect upon my army. 

After a pause 
Our army is not organized precisely as yours ; our cavalrymen and 
artillerists own their own horses. Does your generous offer apply to these ? 
GRANT : Not as it stands, but I shall be glad to modify it. Without 
their horses your men will not be able to put in crops to carry them- 
selves and their families through the winter. 
LEE : You cannot know the effect of your action on my army. 

Grant modifies the order. Lee goes to the table, and writes out his ac- 
ceptance of Granfs terms. JVhile copies of the letters are made, the 
various member's of Grant's staff are presented severally to Lee. 



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LEE havmg received his copies of the tzvo documents is about to leave, 
but stops : My army is in very bad condition for want of food, and we 
are entirely without forage. My men have lived for days on parched 
corn. I shall have to ask you for rations. 

GRANT: As for forage, we have been depending on the country, but 
for rations — certainly ; for how many men ? 

LEE: About twenty-five thousand. 

GRANT: Our trains are at Appomattox, where your commissary and 
quartermaster will find provisions. 

LEE : You are very generous. — 

GRANT to Gen. Parker : Send the following message at once dictating : 
Headquarters, Appomattox C. H., Va., April 9th, 1865; 4:30 P. M. 
Hon. E. M. Stanton, Secretary of War, VVashington. Gen. Lee sur- 
rendered the Army of Northern Virginia this afternoon on terms 
proposed by myself. The accompanying additional correspondence 
will show conditions fully. U. S. Grant, Lieut.-General. 
Grant's staff in pantomime shozv their pleasure at their chiefs victory, 

and they withdraw. 

A group of women and children come on singing the last stanza of 

The Battle Hymn of the Republic. 

The dance of the Union of the Spirit of the North and the Spirit of 

the South. As the dance progresses Lincoln and the Grey 

Champion come on. They observe the dance, and a smile lights up the 

sad face of Lincoln. 

End of Episode V. 



Jean Mitchell as a child 
of Lincoln's time 

INTRODUCTION TO EPISODE VI. The Chronicler 
The tale is told of our stern birth and now 
Behold the tale of how those virtues old 
Have tempered us to rise, a mighty race 
And face the tribulations of grim strife 
Undaunted by the evil force of ill. 
The test was great and great was the reply 
That showed we not unworthy were of those 
Who first conceived this nation's might 
And strove to build a stately land of good 
And to create a race who believe in right. 



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EPISODE VI. 

THE PRESENT 

Tableau. 

Three principal figures : center, Columbia ; to one side, Victory ; to the 
other side Charity. 

Columbia elevated above the other figures, with arms outstretched. 

Victory at whose feet kneel men in uniform, army, navy, marine, 
aviation, "Y", Red Cross, puts laurels on the brow of the boy nearest her. 

Charity with a group of ragged children and a few adults gathered 
about her. 

Grey Champion at one side looking on in silent approval. 

Procession of all the figures in the pageant. 



EPILOGUE 

God of our fathers, God of the ancient days, 

Whose hand this great state sways, 

Lord of our life, and Lord of our nation's might. 

Show us the path of Right. 

Our fathers wrought by faithful toil. 

By stern and steadfast strife, 
With dauntless hand, courageous heart 

This nation's mighty life. 
Such virtues may we too possess : 

The faith, the hope, the will, 
The stern endeavor, and the power 

To triumph over ill. 
God of our fathers, God of the ancient days. 
Guide Thou us on our forefathers' ways. 



AMERICA, THE BEAUTIFUL 

(Sung by entire cast) 

Tunc — "Matcrna" 

Samuel A. Ward 




Page thirty 



MUSIC FOR PAGEANT 

Dance of the Winds and the Waves 

Prelude Rachmaninoff 

Orchestra 

Episode I 

Dutch Song and Dance Meisner 

Pilgrim Hymn Psalm CXXI 

Episode II 

Peer Gynt Suite, Ase's Tod Grieg 

Anitra's Dance Grieg 

Orchestra 

English Folk Song Traditional 

Maypole Dance Traditional 

Episode III 

Fife and Drums "Girl I Left Behind Me" 

"Good-night" Nevin 

"Swan" Saint Saens 

"Columbia the Gem of the Ocean" Shaw 

Orchestra 

Episode IV 

Gavotte Glazounow 

Played by Earl Fox. 

Episode V 
Military Dance 

Dixie Emmet 

Yankee Doodle Traditional 

Stars and Stripes Sousa 

Orchestra 

Off stage "See the Conquering Hero Comes" Handel 

Band 
Songs 

Tramp, Tramp, Tramp Root 

Tenting On the Old Camp Ground Kittredge 

Boys' Glee Club 

Episode VI 

Largo, New World Symphony Dvorak 

Orchestra 



Page thirty-one 



OFFICERS AND COMMITTEES 



MISS STAN WOOD. .Pageant Director 
MISS BACKER. . .Executive Chairman 



Music: 

Mrs. Cotton, Chairman 

Mr. Schumacher 

Miss Armstrong 
Publicity: 

Miss Gifford, Chairman 

Mr. Small 

Miss Wright 
Finance: 

Mr. Kahler, Chairman 

Mr. Windoes 

Mr. Jackson 
Mechanical Arrangements: 

Mr. Biesemeier, Chairman 

Mr. Oakes 

Mr. Patterson 
Stage : 

Miss Grover, Chairman 

Mr. Brown 

Mr. Aram 



COMMITTEES 



Dancing : 

Miss Sampson, Chairman 

Miss Goodman 

Mr. Jackson 
Costumes: 

Miss Murphy, Chairman 

Miss Moschel 

Miss King 

Mr. Jackson 

Historical Episodes: 
M'iss Cole, Chairman 
Miss Van Horn 
Mr. Warburg 

The Book: 

Miss Wilson, Chairman 
Miss Payton 
Miss Wright 
Mr. Small 
Miss Whitfield 



EPISODE DIRECTORS 
1st Fnisode ^^^^- Warburg 

1st JipiSOde ^ jyjjgg y^j^ ^^^^ 

^ , T7 • I / Miss Walker 

2d Episode |j^^ p^^l^^^ 

[ Mr. Windoes 

3d Episode \ Miss Price 

\ Miss Stewart 

.,,,,„., / Miss Burchard 

4th and 6th Episodes | ^^j^ Edwards 

p , „ . J / Miss Hadden 

5th Episode <^ j^jgg pyito,^ 



Andrews, Marguerite 
Ileidman, Elizabeth 
Biesemeier, Agnes 
Boots, Ruth 
Bogardus, Margaret 
Burroughs, Grace 
Clyde, Dorothy 
English, Helen 
Donham, Roberta 
Haack, Helen 
Lloyd, Mary 
Lyons, Nina 
Hoffman, Faith 



CAST OF THE PAGEANT 
(In order of appearance) 

DANCE OF WINDS AND WAVES 
Hostetter, Betty 
MacGlashan, Stjerna 
Markens, Helene 
Newey, Katherine 
Pope, Elizabeth 
Rice, Betty 
Ryerson, Betty 
Smith, Winifred 
Slosson, Laura 
Stopka. Olga 
Senderhauf, Ethel 
Thompson, Elizabeth 
Woodcock. Doris 
MacRae, Gertrude 



Page thirty-two 



EPISODE I. 



Pilgrim Men 

Ralph Bellamy, 1st Father 

Richmond Battey, 2nd Father 

John McLean, 3rd Father 

Howe Willis 

Tom King 

Harry Mitchell 

William Child 

Clyde Peaster 

Nicholas Samsel 
Briidford 

Bob Wienecke 
Standish 

Byron Smith 
Carver 

Roy Nelson 
Pilgrim Women 

Ruth Wilson 

Harriet Haarter 

Laura Durgin 

Elizabeth Cullen 

Katherine Shaw 

Winifred Mickey 
Pilgrim Maid 

Ruth Bower 
Pilgrim Youth 

Cabray Wortley 
Pilgrim Children 

Ethel Hecht 

Irma Otten 

Robert Osgood 



Richard Spencer 
Richard Burke 



Dutch Adults 

John Corlett, Leader and Burgomaster 

Mabel Isberg 

Dorothy Larson 

Ruth Hawley 

Margaret Bennett 

Mildred Tucker 

Stuart Sherman 

John McKeighan 

Bruce Crandall 
Dutch Children in Dance 

Constance von Weller 

Mary Lloyd 

Phyllis Ogan 

Wilma Cresmer 

Mabel Forberg 

Estelle Farley 

Gertrude Smith 

Rebecca Wheelock 

Harold Larson 

Lawrence Perkins 

Donald Crawford 

John Beals 

David Thayer 

Robert Budinger 

William Whitaker 

Dutch Youth 

Edward Quayle 
The Grey Champion 

Carleton Varney 



CAST FOR EPISODE II 



/. Pilgrims in Episode I. 

II. Indians 

a. Braves 

Massasoit — David Delaine 
Samoset — Richard LTmmach 
Frank Teegarden 
Raymond Hillinger 
Highman Boyajian 
Edward Beloian 
Laurence Roth 
Arthur Peck 
Waldo Wynekoop 

b. Squaws 

Helen Findlay 
Gwendolin Mills 
Katherine Sherman 
Virginia Grover 
Elizabeth Horton 

III. DcatJt^Pcstilcncc—ctc. 

Stjerna McGlashan 
Grace Burroughs 
Olga Stopka 
Helene Alarkens 
Faith Hoffman 
Faith — Louise Durham 



IV. Old English Folk Dancers 

Lord of May — Cabray Wortley 
Lady of May — Ruth Bower 
Mock Priest — Ford Stoddard 
Soloist — Stewart Lofdahl 
F. Wheelock 

F. Wright 
M. Levi 

G. Ingersoll 
W. Muehlberg 
H. Lundberg 
D. Brower 

L. Meyering 

Maypole Dancers 
Katherine Newman 
Gertrude Ingersoll 
Frances Wright 
Marie Levi 
Eleanor Marks 
Marian Mannerud 
Margaret Backus 
Florence Wheelock 
Kermit Bond 
Harold Lundberg 
Paul Dcver 

Daniel Brower Ralph English 

Wallace Muehlberg Laurie Meyering 



,', 



Page thirty-three 



EPISODE III. 



Coumbia — Marcia Lauer 

Britannia — Marigold Langworthy 

Spirit of the West— Faith Hoffman 

Spirit of Adventure — Dean Stevenson 

Washington — Carl Aspinwall 

Gen. Lincoln — Karl King 

O'Hara— Charles Babcock 
Children 

Barbara Campbell 

Kent Stuart 

Revell Chapman 
IVomcn 

Elizabeth Jones 

Gertrude Olin 

Frances Ellison 

Elizabeth French 

Jeanette Hollister 
Colonists 

Harvey Bowen 

Philip Bright 

Sheldon Klock 
Jas. Carpenter 

Homer Heuchling 
Jos. Howard 

Fred Taylor 
John Holloway 
Colonial Soldiers 
Wm. Woodward 
Fred Schur 
Earl Gathercoal 
Glenn Gathercoal 
Philip Joy 
Harry Kuhe 
John Sutter 
Richard Witt 
British Soldiers 
Donald Boice 
Fred Harbaugh 
Bob Harbaugh 
Arthur Best 
Jack Hamilton 
Raymond Stephens 
Leonard Ekvall 
Major British Officer: Charles Babcock 
Mmor British Officer: Kenneth Watson 
Old Men 
Wallace Muehlberg 
Frank Reynold 
Walter Pattison 
Messenger: Lafal Markle 



Thirteen Original States 

Winifred Adkins 

Elizabeth Siddall 

Dorothy King 

Margaret Williams 

Kathleen Dean 

Elizabeth Waidncr 

Agnes Cornell 

Ruth Barnett 

Marge Hyatt 

Edith Adkins 

Dorothy Ross 

Wanda Bruns 

Ethel Pattilo 
Ten States in Dance 

Caroline Roberts 

Ruth Boots 

Elizabeth Cumberland 

Bernice Bulley 

Ruth Hancock 

Marion Osten 

Alice Tiplady 

Eva May Johnson 

Dorothy Shippen 

Helena Bradford 
Other States 
Marjory Smith 
Gertrude Brown 
Gladys Merrick 
Margaret Hotz 
Elizabeth Franceour 
Martha Stevens 
Eugenia Moore 
Luella Burrows 
Margaret Orde 
Eleanor Hill 
Dorothy Campbell 
Virginia McLeish 
Dorothy Pick 
Helen Suits 
Florence Branson 
Ruthella Morse 
Jessie West 
Marcellite Melind 
Mary Lothrop 
Katherine McClure 
Elizabeth Millar 
Margaret Tawse 
Margaret White 
Marion Eddy 
Katherine Koerper 



Scene I. 

Sachem : David Camelon 
Messenger: Mclvin Anderson 
Marquette: Dwight Chapman 
Joliet : Gabriel Spiegel 
Indians : Herbert Reid, Louis 
henn, Harry Anger, Ladislaus 
David Levy, Harold Rice. 



EPISODE IV. 

Children 



Sestcr- 
Stachel, 



Lester Dauber, Kenneth 
Dowse, Sutton Pennington, Dwight 
Simmons, Florence Melbye, Ethel 
Sturgeon, Betty Ryerson. 
Frenchmen accompanying Marquette : 
William Levi, Lawrence McDermott, 
Keneth Page, Winfield Taj-^lor, 
William Tencher, George Channer, 
Charles McKinney. 




Page thirty-four 



Scene IL 

Voyageur : Lawrence McDermott 

La Salle: Giles Weise 

Tonti : James Jones 

Indians : Same as in Scene L 

Frenchmen : Same as in Scene L 

Scene III. 

Provosts : Frank Compton, Sheldon Gor- 
don 

Commandant Rocheblave : Norman Vis- 
sering 

Raycliff : George Kershaw 

Coureur : Norman Shellman 

Mademoiselle: Isabelle Pope 

George Rogers Clark : James Gibson 

Pere Gibault : Edward Hintzpeter 

Fiddler : Earl Fox 

Clark's men : Hubert Ambler, John T, 
Bell, Sherman Barnett, Ellis Jones, 
Tom Hartnett, Herbert Reid, Jos. 
Michaels, Wm. Reinbold 

Villagers : Philip Bleser, Leslie Rich- 
ards, Doug. Boyer, Clifford Smith, 
Harry Turner, Rawson Wood, Rus- 
sel Ekelmann, Ralph Swofiford, Joseph 
Reinert, William Jordan, Robert Flint. 
Ruth Eisendrath, Bernice Hammer, 
Mary Hill. Josephine Hicks, Beatrice 
Dorothy Shipman, Priscilla Smith. 
Pence, Amy Hagen, Wilhelmine Howe, 
Isabeelle Pope, Marcia Bruch, Eva 
May Johnson. 



Indians: Same as in Scenes I & II. 
Dancers: Isabelle Pope, James Howlett 

Dancers 

Isabelle Pope 

Eva Benson 

Thelma Comee 

Eleanor Kier 

Alberta Nystrom 

Milera McEldowney 

Marion Reese 

Winifred Bilsland 

Arline Woodcock 

James Howlett 

Don McGlashan 

Fred Parker 

William Winslow 

Robert De Pan 

Robert Ramsay 

George Kershaw 

Harry Lockner 
On-lookers : War Orphans- 
Robert Balmes 

Paislev Ball 

Willard Crandall 

Eleanor Clififord 

Frances Dennett 

Frances Devere 

Paul Runnfeldt 

Thomas Screen 
War Widow: Kathrvn Merrill 



EPISODE V. 



a. Family : 

Father : Robert Koretz 
Mother : Edwina Vosburgh 
Children : 

Walter Sanders 

Blossom Harvey 

Edward Ravenscroft 

Mary Gillett 

Robert Prentiss 

George Martin 
h. Small Boys : 

Fred Stone 

Harry Stone 

Robert Danley 

Wm. Johnson 

Claude Sanders 

John Lockett 

Richard Codv 

Robert Mc Allen 

Roy Welch 

Walter Shattuck 

Donald Dick 

Wm. Holden 



Big Boy Group : 
Marshall Webber 
Robert Spaulding 
Anthony Rengcl 

-Strong) 
Robert Ricksen 
Gilbert Osgood 



(Jack Arm- 



d. Messenger : George Shipman 
Soldiers : 

Brownell Bradstreet 

James O'Neil 

Fred Glover 

Willis Strong 

Jack Howlett 

Frank Sherritt 

Harry Bernstein 

Arthur Cook 

Joe Miller 

Merrit Wright 

Wm. Fisher 

Charles Varney 

Arlington Butler: 1st j'oung man 

Jack Cullen : 2nd young man 
Grant : Wm. Kerr 
Lee : Joe Bell 
Officers : 

George Budd 

John Shurtleff 

Harvey Wright 

Flerbcrt Bartelman 

Jack Robertson 
Young Negro Messenger : Tom 

Brown 
Lincolns : 

G. Martin 

F. Salmcn 

Mr. Duckies 



Page thirty-five 



Danes: Union of North and Soutlx: 
North: Helen English 
South : Gertrude AlacRae 

Union of North and South 

Dixie : Roberta Donhain 

Yankee Doodle: Hazel Fraser 

Stars and Stripes: 
E. Whitehill 
A. Biesemeier 
E. Pope 
L. Slossorz 
O. Stopka 
K. Newey 
W. Smith 
H. ]\Iarkens 

Women for Crowd: 
Josephine Demski 
Bernice Schur 
Florence Scribner 
Margk Jacobsen 



JIarjorfc Newberg 
Florence Johnson 
Theresa Schwind 
Mabel Feltman 
Mary Evans 
Virginia French 
Dorothy Troy 
Minerva Kraft 
Viola Budinger 
Betty Hostetter 
Louise Steiner 
Beatrice Hillinger 
Elizabeth Walkey 
Dorothy Shantz 
Elizabeth Thorseii 
Qiildren : 
Marj' Harper 
Helen Harper 
Marion Tubbs 
Jean Mitchell 



EPISODE VI. 



Columbia : Marcia Lauer 
Victory: Marion Montgomery 
Charity : Priscilla Lloyd 
Soldier : Claude Burback 



Sailor : Tom Black 
"Y" : Edwin Allen 
Aviation : Charles Taylor 
Red Cross: Isabel Carlson 



ORCHESTRA 



fi'rsf T^iolin 

Catherine Granquist — Prrncipa' 

Olivia Fisher 

Jessie Lloyd 

Dorothy Niles 

Earl Fox 

Ralph Ortegel 

Katherine Hamilton 

(^Iga Reinhold 

Bernice Hammer 
Second Violin 

Todd Wheeler 

Edmund Berglund 

Olga Reinhold 

Donald McGlashan 

Paul Corbet t 
Ccllo^ 

Phillis Barry 

Edward Porter 

Lee Fetcher 
Bass 

Brewster Kimball 

Jirah Cole 



Clarinet 

Dan. Kohlsaat 

Phillip Eisendrath 
Bassoon 

]\Ir. Kahler 
Saxaphoiie 

Richard Goble 

Carl Aspenwall 
Cornet 

Mr. Schumacher 

William Jordan 
Melaphone 

George Shipman 

Perry Lieber 

Norman Loomis 
Tuba 

Frank Shantz 
Tronibone 

James Melville 
Timpani 

Tom Brown 
Pia)io 

JMiss Armstrong 



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